Friday, June 3, 2011

Time Line

You can tell that I am spending a lot of time sitting these last few days because this is the third post this week. Damn swelling and blood pressure. Today I have compiled all the weekly pictures into a timeline for your viewing pleasure. It is amazing to look back and see how small I was at one point in time and to think that my body stretched out this much. Craaazy. It does go back to its almost original shape, doesn't it?

Fasten your seat belts for your trip back into time. Its going to be a bumpy ride--get it? bumpy? Like baby bump? Ah, forget it.

10 weeks
At 10 weeks I thought I was starting to show so I took a picture. I find this absolutely hilarious now.

13 weeks
I was very very very sick at 13 weeks and thought I was huge.

16 weeks
 16 weeks is when I officially started to show, but looking back at it I just look bloated.

19 weeks
19 weeks I stopped throwing up a million times a day and was eager to start wearing maternity clothes.

20 weeks
 The difference between 19 and 20 weeks is huge and other people could finally see I was pregnant and not just eating every 2 hours and getting pudgy.

22 weeks
This is where I started to not be so cute. What was I thinking in this sweater? Yikes


23 weeks
Again, yikes. However, the pants I am wearing are size 4 pre-pregnancy jeans.

26 weeks
This is where I start to EXPLODE and get yelled at by my Dr. for gaining too much weight. 30 pounds added at this point.

29 weeks
Late second trimester and early third trimester were emotionally hard on me. I was a wreck.


31 weeks
This is the week moving became difficult and sleeping a full night was nonexistent.

33 weeks

35 weeks
Ahhh, 35 weeks, this is where I really started to pack on the pounds. Not because of the ice cream, that was a one time frozen treat and I had allotted for it in my daily calorie count. 

37 weeks
 The Little Monster dropped at 37 weeks and I could breathe again, unfortunately walking became very difficult and I developed the Pregnant Lady Waddle.

38 weeks
Our first trip to the hospital and my last week of work. It feels so good to rest. This was also the last week I counted calories, I figured I deserve to eat whatever I want for 2 weeks since I was so well behaved this whole time and still gained 55 pounds.

Finally 39 weeks
I can't wait to move, bend, roll over in bed, help around the house and meet our tiny person.

Have a good weekend! This is the last post on The Reason I Can't Drink Coffee, because come Monday I will be able to drink the sweet nectar of life once more. Next time you all hear from me I will be a mom with a whole new set of problems, worries and things to blog about....I just haven't decided on the new blog name yet.

Thanks for following us through this turning point in our lives and being a great support system for us.

Colie

Thursday, June 2, 2011

39 weeks and Plant Bed #1 Complete

Because we just love all the wonderful people at Lowes, we feel the need to spend enough money in the Lawn and Garden Center to personally pay each and every one of the employees their weekly paycheck. You know it is bad when the boys in the Garden Center know your name and the project you are working on. Matt gets asked "how'd that patio turn out?" "Are ya back for more gravel and sand?" or "did ya get the stairs put in yet?" every time we go. Fortunately, this time around, we were there for the fun stuff...BUSHES AND FLOWERS. We spent a good hour and a half paroozing the flowers and envisioning our lovely patio adorned with lush green leaves and beautiful flowering bushes. We finished Plant Bed #1 tonight and I rushed inside to post the pictures (which do it no justice at all, I swear!) Matt planted and mulched his little heart out and I stood there with the hose eager to do my part of tenderly watering each bush individually.
The empty space at the end of the round portion of the bed is left intentionally. We are going to be planting either a small ornamental tree or a snowball bush--it hasn't been decided on yet. 


We are still working on the lawn, that is the next project we are going to tackle--Operation Green Grass. Back to the plants... It always amazes me how small everything looks once you plant it into the ground. They all look so strong and dominate in their pots, but once they get in the ground they look like wimpy little dorks. Good news though, all the plants we picked are fast growers and we Miracle Growed the heck out of them (junk food for plants).  Side note: The first thing the dogs did when we let them out was rummage through the beds and step on all the Creeping Phlox. Jerks.

Here is the official last week of pregnancy photo! I have gained a grand total of 55 pounds and my belly has gone from 24.5 inches around to a whopping 43 inches. I am sincerely hoping that 50 pound of that is water. I weigh more than Matt and that hurts the old self esteem a little bit. O well, I would like to see him grow a person--BooYa.




Colie

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Trial Runs, Sweat Equity and a Strange Attachment

Hi Everyone

So much for last week's high hopes post proclaiming that This Could Be the Last Weekly Post Ever!! I have a tendency to count my chicks before they hatch and I am a wishful thinker. In my defence though, all the signs are there and the doctor kept telling me I was going to deliver early based on their findings. Regardless, there are a maximum of 5 days left and this is the last Wednesday Matt and I will ever have before we are parents. I am taking the advice of friends and relishing in every alone moment I have--even though they all involve sitting on the sofa because I am too big and swollen to do the things I want to do.

Matt and I had a trial run to the hospital this weekend. I had been having 1 minute long contractions every 8-11 minutes for about 24 hours. Matt wanted to participate in the Family Tradition of casino gambling the night before the Indy 500 and then spending the whole next day at the race (only men would call this a tradition) but I was putting a damper on his plans with my contractions. I kept ensuring him that they were Fake-out Contractions and not Big Girl Contractions and he could go be apart of The Tradition. Being the good husband he is, he wouldn't leave unless I called the doctor to make sure these were Fake Out Contractions (he actually got mad, told me I was ridiculous and then started to ignore me before I would pick up the phone and make the call) 20 minutes later we were on the way to the hospital for monitoring. They were indeed registering contractions on the monitor and I had 3 in 30 minutes, but no changes in dilation so they sent us home so Matt enjoyed The Tradition.

The 1 finger stands for First Trip

Unfortunately, these Fake Out Contractions have continued every 15 minutes since Friday, which is getting incredibly annoying--like I need one more thing to annoy me these days (also on the list of things that pester me: A volume on the TV that exceeds 15, radio commercials, anything slightly out of place, people in general and Krum's incessant need to be near me at all times). Yesterday's weekly doctor appointment wasn't as good as I expected--Lots of protein in my pee and a 10.8 pound weight gain with lots of swelling. That's right, in my last week of pregnancy, I got the PREECLAMPSIA. My blood pressure isn't out of control, but it is certainly higher than what is normal for me.

One Man, One Plan and One Month later, the great patio project of 2011 is complete.

Don't focus on the dirt, just look at the patio
 The stairs are in, the mortar is in place and the patio is now a permanent fixture in the yard. Hallelujah. Tonight we are going to Lowes (which we have spent more money at in the last 4 weeks than we have in an entire year) to get plants and mulch. We will be completing the smaller of the flower beds-- I might loose my mind if I have to look at dirt for one more day. The smaller of the beds will be on the right side of the patio in the above picture. When I say "WE" I really mean Matt will do all these things and I will bark orders from my totally awesome lounge chair/kiddie pool set up I got going on--I don't care that I look like a beached whale in it.

Sweet Setup for 38 weeks pregnant and 92 degrees outside
 Now, for my strange new attachment. If I wasn't so in love with this object I think I would be embarrassed to admit this. I am LOOOVVVEEE with a Large McAlister's cup. That's right, a cup. I love drinking from its long red straw, it holds the perfect amount of icy cold beverage and I haven't dropped it once because it fits so nicely in my hand--I seem to drop everything now a days. I enjoy iced tea, water and lemonade with my McAlister's cup and I couldn't be happier. Oh, and I do wash it, I just can't bring myself to part with it. Is developing unfounded attachments to inanimate objects normal in late pregnancy?

Hello My Love


Colie

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Is This a Joke?

I picture the Little Monster in my belly sipping Pina Coladas, basking in sunshine and ordering room service at 3am. Then I picture the hotel management trying to evict it from it's wonderful all inclusive resort, but the Little Monster is holding on to the walls and fighting every step of the way.

The real deal contractions started last night at 8:30pm, while I was at work of course. They started in my back and wiggled forward and then clenched me in a stop what I am doing and forget my name kind of way. Thank goodness my wonderful friend Lauren was there to do about an hour's worth of work for me while I sat in a chair and watched (thhhhaaankkkksss Lauren!) They weren't frequent, but they were getting stronger. By 11pm they were 10-15 minutes apart and lasting about 30-45 seconds. I got home at 12:30pm from work and laid in bed until 5am with these Big Girl Contractions, they were still about 10 minutes apart, getting stronger and lasting 45 seconds. Then they were gone. That's right, vanished into thin air like they had never been there!

I Googled these Vanishing Contractions and are you ready for what all powerful Google said? Normal, 100% completely normal! Little Monster....This is the hotel management and it is time to go!!

Colie

Monday, May 23, 2011

Nothin'

There have been no changes from last week's appointment. I was very disappointed, it feels like I have been doing a lot of work, but not getting paid for it. In my very knowledgeable medical mind I know that I can go from 2cm to 10cm and have the kid in the same day, but my first time mom and emotional mind wanted to hear that I was making progress.

Stay tuned for more updates (hopefully a post that announces we are on the way to the hospital)

Colie

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Perhaps the Last Weekly Post????

Good Morning!

I have been up since 4:53 this morning with some fake out labor contractions--really strong Braxton Hicks. I have been having them for the last few days and they are getting stronger and stronger, but none of them are regular. Rather than lay in bed and wallow in my lonely, false labor, contracting agony I got up, checked email, made some coffee and looked up the local sunrise time...6:24 for Indianapolis, IN. I packed my lovely 6 ounces of liquid gold, AKA coffee, into my adorable travel mug, laced up my old running shoes (which are more made for waddling these days) and set out toward the East.


I was bound for two things this morning. One was to see the sunrise and two was to walk this kid out. Unfortunately, both were a bust, but I did get some great landscaping ideas and all the little songbirds were very lively this morning. The sunrise was just that, the sun coming up, no pinks or oranges painting the morning sky. I also only had one stop me in my footsteps little contraction, so it looks like the tiny person is going to be hanging out a little longer...not that I expected them to fall out on the sidewalk or anything (well, I kinda did).



I have a weekly Doctor appointment tomorrow, hopefully I am making some more progress. Last week I was 2cm dilated and 70% effaced, but all week I have been having stronger and stronger contractions. My doctor assures me that no contraction is a waste and each one gets me one step closer to the end, so I am curious to see if I am further along tomorrow. Cross your fingers for me.

Colie

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Drop It Like Its Hot

As my good friend Snoop Dogg says, Drop It Like Its Hot, and that is exactly what happened this week. The Little Monster is trying to make a break for it, is engaged and ready for take off (also known as "dropping"). I am able to breathe much easier, eat larger meals and my longtime sidekick, Heart Burn, and I are headed toward a breakup. I have no idea what I am going to do with all my free time now that I am not eating every 2 hours or running to the store for more Tums. Oh yeah, I will probably take care of a tiny person.


Shock Number One of this week is that the baby is the size of a small watermelon--are you kidding me, a watermelon? Here is a proportion picture for you, just in case you are having a hard time imagining something the size of a watermelon inside my belly.



Seriously?


Shock Number Two: The never ending patio portion of the Great Backyard Overhaul is complete. Sorry, it was raining so we didn't go out to take a completion picture, but you can see it in the background of the shocking watermelon picture. Now all we Matt has to do is dig through ridiculously hard soil laden with rocks in order to build my flower beds that will surround the patio, get rid of a thousand pounds of dirt and help me plant all my shrubbery and flowers. That shouldn't be too hard, I'm thinking like a day's worth of work. Ha.

Shock Number Three: Krum is lazy and always in the way. Not so much a shock, but definitely picture worthy.


Shock Number Four: The baby's room is done-zo, the hospital bag is packed and we have every item checked off our To Do Before The Baby Comes list. Yikes, is it really that close? I have been waiting 36 weeks to meet this tiny person and time has seemed to have dragged by, now all of a sudden it is hitting warp speed and I am headed directly to Panic City. Frazier, on the other hand, is completely oblivious to the fact that his whole life is about to change....



Have a good week!
Colie

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Happy Mother's Day

Happy Mother's Day to everyone who is celebrating the people who have helped create their lives.

Our Mother's Day

I unintentionally ruined Matt's Mother's Day surprise last night when we were coming home from Lowes (for the 10th time in one day...more on that in a minute). We had driven past the house a dozen times to and from Lowes and every time Matt effectively distracted me with something, but the very last trip on the very last corner as we rounded into home....I saw it.



I said "What the *bleep* is that growing up the side of our house? A huge weed?" He had the look of defeat on his face. He could have easily lied and made something up, I was NOT going into the backyard to investigate a giant weed...especially since we don't currently have steps to get my fat booty in and out of the house. Matt can tell an effective lie just about as well as I can resist chocolate (not well).

I am constantly lamenting over all the flowering trees and Matt bought me my very own for my first Mother-to-be Day. He also had a really sweet story about how we are planting right before the baby comes and we can watch both of them grow together. I am such a sucker for that mushy sentimental stuff!!

In other news this week

Matt and I chased down the Ice Cream Man just so I could get a Popsicle character with the bubble gum eyes. I really mean it, we stalked him out and chased him down. By the way, when did the ice cream man start playing a rap/techno version of the classic Ice Cream Man song? I was very unsettled, not that you can tell from this picture, cuz I look pretty happy with my Sponge Bob ice cream treat. And it's okay, go ahead and say it: "Daaaaaang, Girl, you done got HUGE!" I'm fully aware of this.


The patio remains a work in progress

This week consisted of many rainy evenings spent hauling, laying and leveling gravel all in effort to hopefully start (and finish) the pavers this weekend. Well, so much for wishful thinking, this project is by far way more labor intensive than anyone could have foreseen.

Matt is all consumed by this project as much as I am consumed with the need to clean, craft, decorate and wash baby clothes. We are both a mess and neither one of us is helping the other one get through this very difficult nesting phase of our lives.



Both of us can envision this impossible to obtain patio in our minds. It will be complete with flower beds on all three sides with walkways through them leading into the yard, there is going to be a beautiful round fire pit and a full summer of beer drinking and grilling out! Too bad the future is not now.

***Matt wants me to add that he has loaded and unloaded 235 pavers (35 lbs a piece) and 55 bags of sand (45 lbs a piece) all by himself.***  He thinks this is why it is not done already, coupled with all the rain we have gotten, he may be right.

Have a good week!
Colie

Monday, May 2, 2011

2 Posts in 2 Days! Lucky You

Hi again

We had our appointment today and I am officially on the books for a June 6th induction. Provided I don't go sooner of course. I wanted to do it earlier, but my gooooood friend Emily K is getting married on June 4th and I have to wear my Heifer Sized Bridesmaid Dress to support her on her day. I couldn't do that very well from the hospital--could you imagine me walking around the postpartum unit in a purple bridesmaid dress dancing to YMCA? Ha!! Because that is what I would be doing to show my support if I wasn't able to make it. Another good friend, Aspen, is getting married on June 11th, sadly I grew out of that bridesmaid dress around week 22. Doubtful that I will be able to wear that sexy blue dress by June 11th, but I will do a special dance for her in my sweatpants!

Hope everyone has a great week!
Colie

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Ice Cream, Patios and Nursery Progress

Hi

4.5 weeks left of pregnancy. Just when I was getting used it, it is almost over. Mostly I am kidding, but I have to say that I am enjoying the third trimester much more than any other part. If that doesn't tell you how miserable my first 34 weeks have been then I don't know what would! My only complaint right now is not being able to sleep more than a few hours at a time because it is a huge production to change sleeping positions and my ligaments hurt like the dickens. I have almost fully accepted the fact that I am large and my image in the mirror is only temporary, this is not that I will always look like (that's only taken 8 months to come to terms with, not too bad). Don't get me wrong, I am so totally over being pregnant and I want more than anything to hold this baby in my arms, not in my belly, but I am happier now than I have been in 8 months. I waddle when I walk, my body can't keep up with my brain and I swell to the size of a whale on a daily basis, but I am fat and happy.

I talked to our Doctor and they are going to induce me at 39 weeks, we just haven't picked a day yet. I have an appointment on May 2nd and hopefully we can choose an official birthday. There are pros and cons to wanting to be induced and awaiting the arrival to come naturally. Let me just say I have a 100% medical mind frame and I am 100% ok with getting induced a week early, I have zero desire to labor at home and time my own contractions. I am more comfortable in a hospital and that is where I want labor to start.

Today I wanted ice cream so bad I would have sold my left foot on the black market to have some. However, I am still counting calories like 100 dollar bills so we got low fat frozen yogurt and I mixed in 2 Oreo cookie for a semi healthy ice cream fix. Clever. (**Busted** I also ate 3 Oreos on the side)




My grandma sent the bedding this past week and I LOVE LOVE LOVE (a million times LOVE) it. She is so talented with a sewing machine, something I wish I would have inherited.


And here is the antique medicine cabinet in all its adorable glory hanging above the changing table/dresser. It houses the tiny tiny nail clippers, brushes, butt cream and booger sucker-outer




I wake up in the middle of the night (or day depending on when I am working) and I want to get out of bed to clean and organize the baby's room. I have resisted this temptation many many times, but it is becoming all consuming. The only thing stopping me is that we don't have everything we need yet so I can't organize it! While I am nesting on the inside of the house Matt has started to nest on the outside. He decided that he wanted to tackle our long thought out plan of a patio THIS WEEKEND. With no help, no official plan set in stone and did I mention no help.  This project was a huge undertaking for a few good men, let alone one man with limited tools.

Day One: Digging out a 18ft x 18ft patio section 4inches deep. Nice in theory, but our ground is clay and gravel. Not so nice and easy to dig up. 12 hours of heavy manual labor later, this is what Matt looked like...


And this is what the backyard looked like...



Day Two: Finnish digging out hard as stone backyard patch and lure neighbor over with a beer. Matt and the neighbor, Joe, worked from noon to 10pm with only a dinner break. They managed to dig, level and lay paver gravel over half of our hugely under-estimated patio. In case anyone is thinking about laying a paver patio anytime soon, here is a little Gravel for Thought: Each bag of paver gravel weighs 45lbs and we are using 231 bags. That is a grand total of 2,395 lbs of gravel schlepped. Day Two ended with 2 IBProfen and 2 large blisters.


The start of the paver gravel
Day Three was a wash. It rained. To be continued.....





Tuesday, April 26, 2011

33 weeks, Car Seats and Dilemmas

33 Weeks

Only a few more weeks to go and the count down has officially begun. Matt and I are so ready for feedings every 2 hours, crying, not knowing what to do with this tiny person and sleepless nights/days. We are actually pumped up about it. Weirdos. I am so excited to see the baby's little face! I can't wait to see what it looks like, because in my dreams it always has teeth and wants to bite me--I'm ready to put that theory to rest. This irrational fear probably stems from me drinking 2-3 gallons of milk and crewing 96 extra strength Tums a week, I keep thinking all that rich calcium has to calcify somewhere on our baby and I envision TEETH. Side note: Heart Burn is a bear.

The Easter Bunny came this past Sunday and brought gobs of candy for Matt, which he attempted to eat in one day and TUMS for me. That Easter Bunny, I tell ya, he sure does know his clientele! Frazier claimed that the Easter Bunny is a cheapskate! He only brings the dogs toys after the holiday because that is when everything is on sale. There may be some truth to this.

33 Weeks and Frazier's Butt

Car Seats

Perhaps I can't read directions well or perhaps the people at Chico find it funny to use to worst possible pictures and descriptions on how to install a car seat properly. Either way, safely installing a car seat took me 23 minutes, 3 texts to a friend with children and 6 cuss words to install. By the end of the ordeal I was red faced and extremely frustrated, I do believe I took a nap. Don't judge.

23 Minutes to Safety Bliss
I thought for sure Mister Instructions-Are-For-Losers would have an even more difficult time installing his car seat base into the truck. I challenged him to an Install-Off and giggled at the fact it was going to take him forever to figure out how to interpret all the new vocabulary words of a car seat, let alone install the darn thing. Ready, Set, Go.....6 minutes from house to perfectly installed and safe car seat. Damn, joke was on me.
Dilemma

The baby's room is really coming together beautiful and is so near completion that we can smell it! We still need a light fixture, some nick-knacks here and there, for my Grandma to send the bedding--which is compete by the way-- and to hang things in their official places on the walls. Here is where our problem lies... We have no idea what to put above the crib. I don't want something heavy that if it fell would crush the Little Monster where it lied. I am also not a huge fan of wall decals, all though if the right one came our way it might work (open to suggestions). We don't want anything that's too "baby" because the room itself is far from an ordinary baby's room--minus the crib, changing table, rocker and other accouterments.

I was thinking about just hanging a mobile-ish type thing from the ceiling that would be ascetically pleasing as well as stimulating to the Little Monster. I just don't know what type to hang. That's about all I got so far, please offer up suggestions. If anyone's information leads to the arrest or indictment  the final decision of the previously mentioned Crib Dilemma there could be a cash reward up to $1,000  $5.00. (Not sure if anyone caught on to my Crime Stoppers reference here, but if you are going on 2.5 hours of sleep like me it might be kind of funny).

Here is the way the wall looks with nothing on it. I know it is kind of hard to offer up suggestions when you can't see the rest of the decor that is adorning the room, but it is not put together enough to be shown yet. Any help is appreciated. And.... if anyone is wondering, yes, Frazier does follow me from room to room and is constantly at my side at all times. He is a 65lb growth that I have to feed twice a day and take outside to go potty.

Stay tuned for pictures of the Baby's room in its more complete and final state....
Colie

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Holy Stretch Marks, Batman!

Greetings!

This week marks 32 long, hard and sometimes lovely weeks of pregnancy. Our child has decided to gift to me 32 stretch marks (give or take) and an additional 5lbs this week. Thanks Little Monster, I will cherish them forever I am sure. I will spare everyone the up close belly shot of all that purple zebra stripped loveliness, trust me when I say it is H-O-T-T, Hot.

I figured it was time to squat down ever so gently and organize the baby's room as best as I can. I still need to buy a storage/organizational closet system so that I can clump like sized clothing items together and I need to figure out how to put everything in its rightful place so I remember to use it all. I tend to be a creature of habit and will use the same thing over and over. This baby has so many cool (yes, I said cool, is that not cool anymore?) things and I want to make sure they all get a chance to be seen/touched/used.


This is an extremely small portion of the baby gear we have received, there is a whole 'nother truck load in the closet awaiting sorting detail. The best thing about all the items is that everything is 100% usable and functional and we don't have a million and one of anything. There seems to be just the right amount of every item in every size. I just want to say thank you to all the friends and family who have gifted all these wonderful (gender neutral) baby items, it means so much to Matt and I to have such a huge support system.

Colie

Monday, April 11, 2011

31 Weeks


This picture captures how Krum feels about the impending arrival of the Little Monster. Krum can't get enough of my hormones and can frequently be found as close to my belly as possible. Unless Matt is around then my hormones have to compete with Krum's undying devotion to his "daddy".

Although, sometimes I have a hard time telling who loves who more....


This past weekend was great, I didn't have one single hormonal outrage or even the threat of one. Even the 31 week photo-session with the horrible framing, bad lighting and a not so flattering angle didn't bother me. Matt only had to take 3 pictures and I said "ok, that will work." I think he about had a heart attack, usually he fears these weekly sessions.


Squinty eyes? Whatever. Window and door in the shot? Sure, why not. Bad angle? Bring it on. I'm a new woman. Let's see how long this lasts... But seriously, can you see why I do have breakdowns every week? This is generally what I have to work with.

Colie


Sunday, April 3, 2011

Amazing Friends

Hi

I have loved working at Riley from the second I stepped onto the unit and I have always thought my job as an PICU nurse was rewarding and fulfilling. Today I realized that the women I work with are without a doubt the most amazing, thoughtful and kind hearted friends I could ever be blessed with. I love being a nurse, but the people that I work with are the reason I truly LOVE my job.

My good friends Emily K., Lauren, Monica and Emily W. all worked very hard to throw me a baby shower and invited the whole unit. I knew this was a huge undertaking for them, but wasn't able to fully comprehend it until I arrived. These girls coordinated all the food, decorations, cake and prizes into one cohesive Yellow and Grey Baby Williams Theme. Everything was meticulously thought out and planned. Every event from the greeting, to games to food to gifts to goodbyes was seamless. I am so lucky to have them as my good friends and I hope they know how deep down grateful I am to them for caring enough to put the shower together for me.

There were so many girls that came to show their support for Matt, me and the Little Monster. Everyone was so thoughtful in their gift choices. I loved everything from the tiny washcloths to the big swing. It took everything I had not to cry when I was opening up gifts and I don't think I can blame it on hormones this time. I was really taken aback by how thoughtful and caring everyone was. Yes, I am crying now that I am writing this--I do blame that on the hormones though :)

This was the only picture from the shower that I took, I was so distracted by all the people and things to do. Emily K. took a lot more pictures with her super high-tech camera, I will post more when she sends them to me. But leave it to me to have taken only one picture and it is of cake. I have a one track mind--food.

It was Lemon and Orange flavored...OMG, YUM
Here is all of our baby loot scatterd in the living room. Its all so cute, I can't wait to put it to use on a real baby. Our baby! Haha, still not fully setting in yet.


If my day wasn't amazing enough as it was I came home to more surprises. Matt and Allen (Emily W.'s husband) built me a garden box. My plan for this summer is to grow a beginners garden in a raised bed. I hear it is easy, we will see. 



Oooo, but that's not all folks. Matt also started to paint the baby's room today, he had it 90% trimmed out by the time I got home from the Baby Shower. The color took us eons to pick out, but it is official now. The color of choice is called Online and it is the perfect shade of grey to even out all the whites and yellows in the room.


Looks like a 1 beer job....for now

Colie

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

29 weeks

Hi

I have been bitten by the guilt bug, last night I realized that I have not taken a 27, 28 or 29 week belly picture. I managed to squeeze in a 29 week picture 2 days before the little monster turned 30 weeks. Now I only feel guilty about missing 2 weeks worth of belly. PHEW! That was close. Matt tries so hard to please me by doing exactly what I ask 100% of the time, but I am so difficult to appease (pesky hormones). We had to have taken 30 pictures from the left, right, full body, just belly, waist up, neck down etc... and I was not satisfied with any of them. Now that I am more lucid and not in a hormonal hurricane I am going to place the blame on bad shadowing, not Matt's lack of photographic skill. I am so lucky to have such a patient husband who is able remain calm and loving when he has a ticking time bomb for a wife. By the way, if anyone sees my former happy, easy going, loving self tell her I say HI and I would love to have her back.

We went with the torso shot with a textured background

We have been making progress on the nursery over the last few weeks, Matt has been busy sanding, staining and refinish oogles of vintages pieces I have managed to find. The two I am most excited about are an end table and a medicine cabinet. The end table will be perfect situated next to the rocking chair, it has beautiful wooden inlays and gorgeous Jenny Lind style legs that match the crib. Plus, it was pretty much begging to come home with me at 20 bucks. The antique medicine cabinet sports a towel bar (super hard to come by) and 3 shelves. We are going to hang this functional wonder above the changing table and it will house various cutesy baby things like nail clippers and booty cream. The best part about the cabinet is that it only cost 18 bones...not sure if anyone else knows the going rate, but these bad boys (with the hard to find towel rack) easily sell for 125 greenbacks. Jackpot!


This is a Before shot of the table and doesn't show the intricate woodwork, I will post more detailed After photos later--Frazier will be apart of the after shots as well, I know how everyone needs their Fraz Fix


We removed the mirrored front portion of the medicine cabinet as soon as we brought this item home and safely placed it up high and out of the way. Matt and I both have horrible track records that all end in OOPS. I am going to replace with fabric backing behind the shelves and the knob, stay tuned for after photos. Trust me when I say this is going to be awesome!

Hope everyone is enjoying their week. If you're not having a good week, just be thankful you're not Matt and stuck under the same roof as a cyclone of emotion and irrational outbursts.

Colie

PS Krum says HI

His ears are in a pony tail not missing
Again, this is why Krum never has photos taken of him, he does not know how to pose.